“I am foolish.”

Diting sought clarification again.

He had been the bodhisattva's guardian beast for over a thousand years, and their way of interacting had become increasingly direct and simple.

Their relationship could be described as master and servant, or as teacher and disciple.

Diting would directly ask any questions he had, seeking clarification.

The bodhisattva would also ask him directly if he needed anything.

“The Buddha said, it cannot be spoken.”

The bodhisattva clearly didn’t intend to continue on that topic.

“I once underestimated the last dynasty, and now, I dare not look down on anyone.

They are too high; in fact, being worthy of being beheaded by the Xuanyuan Sword is in itself proof of the world’s rules regarding them.

However, before ancient times, it was called the Dragon Gate. Upon reaching that height, one could leap out of the mundane yin and yang, becoming an immortal, carefree;

But now, it’s called going to the execution ground. A common way of dealing with prisoners of war used by nomadic tribes in the past was to kill any male prisoner taller than a cartwheel.

The principle is the same.”

Diting was still somewhat confused, but he persisted:

“In my heart, Bodhisattva, you are also very high.”

This wasn’t just flattery; at their level, simple flattery was truly meaningless.

Similar things had actually been said by both the First Generation and Ying Gou.

If this bodhisattva was truly so easy to deal with, then during the great upheaval in Hell, neither the First Generation nor Ying Gou would have simply punched him once.

Perhaps this was a tacit line between them.

If you want to hit me, I’ll let you. After you’re done, you do what you need to do, and I’ll do what I need to do.

Crossing the line would be awkward and troublesome for both of us.

“But I can only be high once.”

As soon as he finished speaking,

The yacht docked.

The bodhisattva walked ahead,

Diting followed behind,

And they stepped onto the soil of Sanya.

“Bodhisattva, shall I listen first?”

“No need.”

The bodhisattva refused.

Diting could hear all the winds and rains; if he wanted to, from that moment on, everything happening in the city, big or small, could be taken into his ears.

“Since we came here randomly by fate, let’s continue to wander randomly;

When doing things,

One must have a beginning and an end.”

………………

“Oh, Uncle Ma meets Little Uncle; hey, the idiot poops without paper…”

Lawyer An was in high spirits, singing loudly along with the music from the car stereo.

They had accomplished their task and were returning with a full load, which was always a happy thing.

Next, there was no need to rush back to Tong City. They could spend a few more days playing in Sanya, as if the Late Night Bookstore family had come out for team building.

Sunshine, beaches, bikinis,

Lawyer An was feeling great.

“Lao Zhang, how about I take you somewhere tonight? Although there’s a nationwide crackdown now, the full package has basically been changed to a half package, and the half package has been changed to a regular green one.

But there are only pigs that die of stupidity, not rats that die of hunger. I know a place here that’s pretty good, and the backing is strong enough!”

“Where is it?” Lao Zhang looked curious.

Old Zhangtou sat next to Lao Zhang, frowning slightly.

However, he didn’t say anything. Although he really looked down on An Buqi for trying to take his grandson out to a prostitute right in front of him, the Zhang family now only had one descendent, Zhang Feng, and now his legs had problems.

Although this avoided the task of going undercover, it was indeed a pity. From a senior’s perspective, he certainly hoped that his family could have more descendants.

“Xi Le Street, Hongdu. Don’t worry, I’ve inquired about it.”

“Oh.”

Lao Zhang took out his phone.

“What are you doing?”

“Reporting it to my local colleagues.”

“…………” Lawyer An.

“Hey, I said, Old Zhangtou, your grandson is really something. Fine, fine, I won’t ask you to come with me next time. I’ll call Lao Dao.”

As he spoke, Lawyer An really dialed Lao Dao’s number. Lao Dao was in the car behind them.

“Hey, Lao Dao, after we get back to the hotel later, let’s find a place to have some fun?”

“What, you said you’re tired?”

“Don’t be like that. Think about it, it’s so hot, and the ultraviolet rays in Sanya are so strong. Those girls must have a hard time, right?”

“You’re still saying you want to eat and sleep?”

“Okay, you sleep.”

Lawyer An hung up the phone,

And leaned back helplessly in his seat.

“An Buqi, why are you acting like you’re in heat?” Old Zhangtou couldn’t help but tease.

“Tch.”

Lawyer An rolled his eyes at Old Zhangtou, who was making sarcastic remarks.

“If you want to go, just go yourself. Why are you forcing people?”

“To have memories to look back on when you’re old.”

“What’s there to remember? Is there anything worth remembering about this?”

“Heh, when you’re old, there will definitely be a lot of lackeys hanging around. Then, I can brag to them;

‘Back in my younger days, I whored with the Dharma beast, and I whored with the Lord of the Underworld, tsk tsk.’”

“It’s a pity that Hell is now the Nine Attendants. They probably don’t have the same tastes as you. If it were still the Ten Kings of Hell, you could try taking the King of Hell out for some fun.”

Hearing this, Lawyer An

Revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth,

Silently bit a cigarette in his mouth,

"Snap."

He lit it,

And exhaled a smoke ring out the window.

Things,

Are all in the smoke;

The smoke,

Has all dispersed.

…………

Zhou Ze woke up, it was already noon. In reality, he hadn’t rested for long, only a few hours.

Rather than saying he was sleeping just now, it was more like a coma caused by severe mental exhaustion.

Even now, his head still hurt terribly, as if there were many flies buzzing around his ears.

He pushed open the bedroom door,

And saw the little monkey sitting at the living room table, playing a mobile game.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Seeing Zhou Ze come out, the little monkey immediately gesticulated excitedly.

"Oh, I understand."

After spending a long time together, even if you haven’t learned monkey language, there’s still no problem with mutual understanding.

Zhou Ze first took a shower and changed his clothes before opening the room door.

The little monkey scampered onto Zhou Ze’s shoulder, guiding him over.

In fact, it was just in the room diagonally opposite. After ringing the doorbell, Yingying opened the door.

Yingying was wearing an apron and smelled of cooking oil.

"Boss, you’ve recovered?"

In the living room inside, there was a seafood feast spread out.

Lawyer An and his group were sitting around, eating and drinking, and having a good time.

The little monkey had probably been arranged to stay in his room earlier, first to look after him, and second to wait for him to wake up.

After all, Lao Xu probably hadn’t woken up yet, and even if he did wake up later, he would probably be terribly weak. So, only Yingying could take on the task of cooking.

Zhou Ze walked in, and Lawyer An consciously gave up the head seat.

"Boss, want some squid?"

Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that he didn’t have an appetite, but he still picked up a can of iced beer next to him, opened it, took a sip, and gestured to everyone, telling them to continue and not to worry about him.

"Boss, is Lao Xu okay?"

Lawyer An asked from the side.

When the Late Night Bookstore people came out, they definitely had to go back in one piece.

"He won’t die, but he’ll probably have to lie down for a long time."

"Oh, tsk tsk, it’s really strange. Why did that sea serpent have to have problems at this time?"

"Who can say for sure? When relying on external forces to enter oneself, while enjoying the power they grant, one must naturally bear the risks they bring at the same time.

It’s a deal; it was agreed upon beforehand."

Old Zhangtou was talking about Xu Qinglang, but his eyes were looking at his grandson.

However, he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. Wasn’t he including the boss as well?

"Alright, we’ve seen a lot of big storms in the past few years. No matter what happens, as long as people are okay, we haven’t lost anyone, right? Hehe, that means that under the wise leadership of our boss, everyone can turn bad luck into good luck…"

"Yueya, Zheng Qiang…"

Liu Chuyu, holding a wine glass, suddenly spoke.

Lawyer An’s mouth twitched, and he couldn’t wait to smash the beer can in his hand directly onto this guy’s head.

Zhou Ze took another sip of wine and scanned the surroundings, noticing that one person was missing, so he asked,

"Where’s Lao Dao?"

"He said he was very sleepy and went back to his room to sleep after we got back."

"Sleeping?"

"Yeah, I asked him to comfort the ladies, but he wouldn’t go. It’s strange."

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The little monkey was holding a portion of pineapple rice, eating it while nodding, clearly agreeing.

"Is he okay?"

"He’s just sleepy. I specifically went to take a look and didn’t see any other problems."

"Mm."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Boss, when are we going back?" Lawyer An raised his eyebrows.

"Let’s stay for two more days. It’s not easy for everyone to come out once."

Anyway, there’s no money left in the public account. You can play however you want.

"Okay, then I’ll organize a bonfire barbecue tonight, right on the beach. It’ll be atmospheric."

"Sounds good."

"Boss, have some of this."

Yingying brought over a drink.

A bowl with some dried fruit, a scoop of ice cream, and chilled coconut milk poured on top.

He took a sip, and the coolness was refreshing.

"It’s pretty good."

"This is a local snack called Qing Bu Liang. It’s quite simple to make. After we go back, I can continue to make it for you, Boss."

"Okay."

Zhou Ze took another sip; the taste was indeed very pleasing.

…………

In the next room,

The air conditioner was blowing cold air,

Lao Dao was sleeping soundly with the quilt between his legs,

His rhythmic snoring matched the sound of the waves, complementing each other;

Sleeping with the air conditioner on and wrapped in a quilt was truly one of the most enjoyable things in the world.

As he slept, he seemed to be having a sweet dream,

Lao Dao was grinding his teeth from time to time,

And laughing "Hehehe,"

Probably dreaming about comforting the ladies,

And even talking in his sleep,

"Hehehe, girl, you’re here…"